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The Change...
Thursday, January 06, 2005
Sittin down in the middle of the night.. now me sittin down thinkin of the matter which i had troubles in... needless to say... i guess my buddies wood noe tat... to be frank... i got the same old disappointed feeling when i knew abt the fact... maybe that person said tat i was a bastard to get on wiv her new relationship but did tat person ever noe... dat was the only way to reduce my pain... and no one could ever noe wads goin on in me.. now im all alone.. not hoping for someting neither wishin for someting juz prayin tat i could get on with my life asap... but now.. it seems i got a new target... the far east... i was hit down by the first sight of it... I nv had the feelin of warmth since the day when she was gone in my life... but strange enuf... the far east gave me everything back... but one thing for sure.. im not the best for her.. i just noe it... of all to blame is my inferior looks.. but wad matters is heart rite... however... my heart juz dont haf the strength anymore and dont haf e courage anymore longer...
--In the end. Its still the same--
9:01 AM

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A 18 years old boy by the name of Lim Kian Peng.
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